Chapter 1230: Forcing the Palace
In the middle of the huge dark city, there is a huge black stone chalk field with no end in sight, and on the chalk field, countless black stone pillars stand straight, and on those black stone pillars, there are inscriptions, those are all people who have made great contributions to the dark temple, and they are also the best people in the dark temple.
This chalk field, called the Dark Grandground, is the center of the Dark City, and it is only opened every time the festival begins, and the people who can enter here are all powerful people in this Northern Xuan Domain, of course, their so-called power is naturally given by the Temple of Darkness.
In today's dark chalk, the black sea of people can not see the end at a glance, but even with such a terrifying number of people gathered here, this world is silent, everyone does not dare to make any strange sounds, countless eyes look at the center of the chalk field with fear, there is a black altar, the altar has a 10,000-step stone staircase, at the top of the stone staircase, is a black throne, sitting here, enough to overlook the entire dark chalk, that position, as if it is the position of the master of the Northern Xuan Domainγ
At this time, on the altar throne, there was a slender figure, she was wearing a black gown, the edge of the robe was covered with dark gold mystical patterns, and vaguely, there was a solemn and noble aura emanating out.
She has a calm and beautiful face, snow-like skin, willow eyebrows like a crescent moon, a straight jade nose, especially the pair of eyes that are as quiet as a deep pool, which looks like the deepest night sky.
Such a face, although it is a little more cold and mature than before, but you can vaguely see the delicate outline of the year, except for Qingtan, who else can there be?
Today's Qingtan no longer has the coquettishness of the past, and the eyes are as cold as a blade, and under that, there is a faint bloody breath surging, which makes people feel chilled.
She sat on the throne, her eyes looking down at the dark chalk of the crowd, and everywhere she looked, there were humble figures that few dared to look at.
The cheerful and delicate girl back then has now become the real overlord of the Northern Xuan Domain, and with a single move, she can control the life and death of tens of thousands of people.
Her cold and majestic eyes on the throne scanned the audience, and finally nodded slightly.
"The festival begins!"
There were already loud voices between the taps of its mantises, wrapped in the majestic Yuan Force, spreading far away, and finally resounding between the heavens and the earth.
Countless black rays of light rose into the sky, like a grand banquet.
In the dark chalk, the heads of forces from all sides of the Northern Xuan Domain began to appear one after another, and then the respectful voices spread one after another in this heaven and earth.
"Sect Master of the Northern Sect, lead the crowd to come and congratulate the Lord of the Festival Hall on the majesty of heaven and the surrender of all domains!"
"The mountain lord of the Great Snow Mountain wishes the majesty of the hall master to last forever, and his miraculous achievements are world-famous!"
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The festival is a grand event in the entire Northern Xuan Domain, and almost eighty percent of the leaders of the forces above the Northern Xuan Domain will come in person, which is like a kind of worship by the ministers, and no one dares to be absent, so now on this chalk field, the strong people gathered are estimated to have about sixty percent of the power of the Northern Xuan Domain, and the vast scale is terrifying.
Dao Dao's respectful cheers echoed in the chalk field, the noble figure on the altar, but there was no fluctuation in her eyes, her eyes turned slightly, looking at the front of the dark chalk field, where there were many figures sitting indifferently, most of these people were gray-haired, and the robes on their bodies also revealed their extraordinary identity in the dark temple.
At this time, at such an important ceremony, they closed their eyes slightly, and did not look respectfully at all at the figure on the altar, and the corners of some people's mouths twitched, obviously with some disdain.
At the front of this group of figures, there were two figures as old as if they were about to die, their hair was white, their faces were covered with deep furrow wrinkles, and they hung their heads slightly, as if they were sleeping.
The Qing Tan gaze on the throne swept over the two figures, the cold eyes were also slightly condensed, the small hands in the sleeves were slowly clenched, and a touch of cold killing intent swept through the depths of his eyes.
The tedious salutations of the dynasties have continued, and the whole world is echoing with this respectful voice, but everyone can feel that this festival seems to be a little different from the past.
The heads of forces of all parties secretly looked at the dark chalk field, and then stopped at the seat where the chalk old group at the front was located, and then turned their eyes to look around the altar, where there were countless figures dressed in black, and on their bodies, there was a strong smell of blood, and on their black clothes, there was a hideous grimace, and on the forehead of the grimace, a black long sword pierced deeply, and the aura was amazing.
All the forces in the Northern Xuan Domain are no strangers to this force, and they are full of fear of it, because this is the bloodiest place in the Dark Temple, and it is also the most powerful department of the Dark Temple, the Dark Inquisition.
Right now, the powerhouses of this dark inquisition are heavily guarding the altar, and the position they are facing is exactly where the chalk old group is, and their appearance is obviously guarding against something.
The entire dark chalk was shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
Some leaders secretly looked at each other, they had received some rumors before they came, this time the festival, I am afraid it will be extraordinarily unpeaceful, but it should not have much to do with them, whether it is the new hall master of the Dark Temple in power, or the chalk old group in power, they are not qualified to resist the behemoth of the Dark Temple.
So this time, they just need to honestly see how this good show will evolve.
The sound of congratulatory praise finally stopped gradually after a long time, and when the voice fell, the atmosphere between heaven and earth seemed to be quietly solidified.
On the altar, on both sides of the throne, there were two old men in black robes, and when they saw this scene, they turned their eyes to the green sandalwood on the throne, and the latter had jade hands lightly.
"Welcome to the ancestral monument!"
Qingtan slowly stood up from the throne, the lotus step moved slightly, and then she shook her jade hand, and the jade foot stomped on the ground.
Airplanes!
The countless black stone pillars standing on the chalk field burst out with a buzzing sound, and black light burst out, intertwining in the sky above the chalk field, and then turned into a huge dark stone tablet, on which was the name of the previous hall masters of the dark temple.
And when this stone tablet appeared, on the chalk field, countless people knelt down, and even the chalk elders of the chalk old group bent down slightly, only the two old men in the front just lowered their faces.
On the altar, Qingtan also bent gently against the stele, and then the stele shook the dark ladder of light and spread out, and finally connected to the altar.
"I respectfully ask the hall master to sacrifice to the ancestors!"
The two black-robed old men beside the throne shouted in unison, and there was a frenzy in their eyes, as long as the sacrifice was successfully completed, then the name of the hall master would be confirmed, and no one could oppose it.
The two old men at the front of the chalk old group, their closed eyes finally opened slightly, and then the palm that had been placed in the sleeve gently stretched out.
Behind him, an old man who sat closest suddenly saw a cold light in his eyes, nodded lightly, then stood up, and shouted coldly: "Slow!"
This shout instantly made the atmosphere in the chalk field stagnate, and countless people's hearts jumped violently, is it finally about to start?
"Elder Chalk, why are you blocking the temple master's sacrifice?!" Seeing this, the two black-robed old men suddenly saw this, their eyes suddenly sank, and they shouted loudly.
The old man known as the chalk elder glanced at the two of them with a cold face, and then stopped at Qingtan, and said lightly: "According to the rules of the temple, only the hall master who has been unanimously approved by the chalk old group is qualified to worship the ancestors, but we don't think that the new hall master has passed this resolution." β
The two black-robed old men's faces changed and looked at Qing Tan.
Qing Tan's cold eyes stared at the chalk elder, and then the cold voice resounded: "The chalk elder, before the master sat down, he had personally passed on the position of the hall master to me, and this order, according to the rules, will also surpass the chalk elders." β
"You said that the old hall master personally passed on the position of the hall master to you, but it was only your words, according to the news that the old man obtained, it was you who took advantage of the old hall master's impact on the reincarnation realm, sneak attacked, causing him to break through and fail, and in the end, you took away the dark ancestral talisman and tried to control my dark temple!"
"You girl, not very old, but you are ruthless, you have even done such a thing as deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, if the position of the hall master falls into your hands, I am afraid that the ancestors of my dark temple will die without turning a blind eye!"
"Elder Chalk, Hugh has to be disrespectful to the hall master, if it weren't for the hall master himself, would you really be able to easily pass on the dark ancestral talisman to others?
"Hmph, who in the world doesn't know that if you want to get the inheritance, you must be willing to succeed, and it is really a big crime for you to try to slander the hall master here!" Another black-robed old man also said in a deep voice.
"The old hall master has a lot of trust in this girl, who knows if she has used any tricks to forcibly seize the dark ancestral talisman and inheritance. β
The chalky old sleeved robe waved, and then his eyes turned and said, "Besides, if you want to become the master of a temple, you should also know that you must hold the two holy relics of my dark temple, right?"
Qingtan's eyes were cold, and immediately at the center of her eyebrows, an ancient rune slowly emerged, and with the appearance of this rune, this piece of heaven and earth gradually became dark, and an indescribable ancient fluctuation rippled open.
It was the fluctuation of the Dark Ancestral Talisman.
The chalk elder felt this fluctuation, a look of greed flashed in his eyes, and he immediately sneered: "The Dark Ancestral Talisman is one of them, and what else?!"
Qingtan's jade-like wrist poked out of his sleeve, and the jade hand was gently held, only to see the black light gradually condensed in his hand, and finally turned into a black scythe with a whole body of pitch black, which was covered with complex mystical runes.
"This is the second holy relic of the Temple of Darkness, the fifth Dark Scythe on the list of ancient artifacts, Elder Chalk, what else do you have to say now?!" Qing Tan held the black scythe in his hand, his pretty face was cold, and under the darkness of the sky, he was like a god of death in the darkness.
The chalk elder looked at the black giant sickle in Qing Tan's hand, and his old face also trembled slightly, and then his gaze was at the two old men in front of him.
Under his gaze, the two old men also slowly opened their closed eyes, looking at Qingtan indifferently, and then the voice without much emotion echoed in this heaven and earth.
"Little girl, are you sure that the Dark Scythe in your hand is complete?"
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